DIRTY POLITICS TODAY: A POEM


 DIRTY POLITICS TODAY: A POEM


A creeping vine, on twisted ground,

Politics grows, where darkness is found.

Low thoughts it feeds on, selfish and sly,

A hungry heart, behind a practiced lie.


Divide and conquer, the cruelest of games,

Fanning the embers, fueling the flames.

Humanity's sorrow, a constant refrain,

Nourished and watered, again and again.


They promise solutions, with silver-tongued plea,

But they are the chaos, the root of unease.

They stir up the water, so troubled and deep,

And catch their own wishes, while the world cannot sleep.

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